The Sixevenians

The morning after their encounter with the Guardian of the Mist began peacefully. The fog that had filled the jungle during the night slowly drifted away between the giant trees, revealing paths covered with shining leaves and enormous roots that seemed to stretch all the way to the horizon. Willity and Sixsevenin continued their journey shortly after breakfasting on some glowing fruits that grew beside a small stream. The blue light was still there, shining between the distant mountains. Every day it seemed a little closer, and although it was still impossible to know what it really was, both of them felt certain that something important awaited them on this journey. —One day we'll reach it —said Willity as he looked toward the horizon. —I hope so —replied Sixsevenin with a smile beneath his hood. They continued walking for hours. The jungle became denser and quieter, but little by little they began to notice strange things. First, they found a column completely covered in moss. L...

After crossing the moving cracks in the mountains of the north, Willity and Sixsevenin continued toward the strange blue light that appeared every night among the distant mists of S7. Now it seemed closer. Not much closer. But enough for both of them to feel that they might really reach it one day. The mountains began to change little by little. The bare rock paths disappeared beneath enormous moss-covered roots, and the mist slowly descended until it covered almost the entire landscape. Great trees with twisted trunks grew along the slopes, and glowing plants pushed their way through the shadows like tiny green stars. There were no more suspended bridges or ancient platforms. This area felt much wilder. And much older. The northern mountains slowly disappeared beneath the mist and the giant roots of the jungle . Sometimes they walked for hours hearing nothing except the wind moving through the giant leaves of the mist jungle. Other times they could hear distant roars that made the gro...